As I feel the blood running down my nose say to myself don't cry, don't cry" but I feel my eyes watering up. The two boys are bigger and way taller than me, there's no way I'm going to fight back. But soon the girl, standing there raises her hand i drop to the ground. They finally stopped punching me! I feel all eyes on me and a boy glares at me. No! I don't want to be punched again and this guy looks like he won't stop until I end up across the street, at my dad's hospital. I wonder how Alice is doing. Before my dad did his experiments on people, my sister had to go there because she broke a bone. That was one year ago. She never came home nor did my dad. Wait i shake my head. Focusing on the present Knowing another guy will beat me again makes me feel sick. He lowers his arm and asks if i needed help up.I look at him with a mix of shock and fear. I take his offer and he pulls me up. I mutter, "thanks." He smirks and says, "No problem." But I could tell, I was the problem.
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